Page 237 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

Enter Horatio and Marcellus [calling].

HORATIO
My lord, my lord.

MARCELLUS
Lord Hamlet.

HORATIO
Heavens secure him. [115]

HAMLET
[aside] So be it.

MARCELLUS
Hillo, ho, ho, my lord.

HAMLET
Hillo, ho, ho, boy. Come, bird, come.

MARCELLUS
How is’t, my noble lord?

HORATIO
What news, my lord? [120]

HAMLET
O, wonderful!

HORATIO
Good my lord, tell it.

HAMLET
No, you will reveal it.

HORATIO